When Grimes coom in he wor lukkin varry glumpy.

"Come thi ways, an get theas muffins wol they're hot,--they're fresh off
th' beckstun an that butter's come reight off th' farm an its as sweet
as a nut."

Sammywell sed nowt, but as th' teah began to warm him an th' muffins wor
just to his likin his face seemed to clear a bit, an when shoo handed
him his second cup, he wink'd at her, (he couldn't help it.) "This is a
drop o' gooid teah, lass, an aw think aw nivver had grander muffins."

"Aw've tried to suit thi. Has ta fed that galloway an left it
comfortable for th' neet?"

"As comfortable as it desarves! But aw did'nt know 'at a whiteweshed
umberella-stand wanted makkin comfortable."

"Aw know its all reight for tha hasn't a heart i' thi belly to hurt a
flee. What time does ta intend to start off i'th mornin."

"Mak thi own time. But aw thowt tha didn't care to goa."

"It's what aw've been langin for for years, an tha knows, Sammywell, if
aw do say a word nah an agean at doesn't just suit thi, its becoss tha
aggravates me. If tha'd treeat me as a wife owt to be treated, aw should
nivver utter a wrang word."

"Well, tha artn't th' only one i' this haase at gets aggravated
sometimes, but we'll say noa moor abaat it. Try an bi ready bi ten